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Chapter 120
Chapter 120: Aotian vs. Dai Mubai
Dai Mubai paid no mind to Tang San's words, laughing nonchalantly. "A Level 31 Soul Elder, how strong can he be?"
"Without using my hidden weapons, I can't beat him," Tang San said.
"Hidden weapons? Are those the weapons you used when you fought Teacher Zhao yesterday?" Dai Mubai asked.
"Yes."
Dai Mubai chuckled. "Isn't that perfectly normal? He's already Level 31. His soul power is higher than yours, and he has one more soul skill. It's normal that you can't beat him without those strange weapons. But I'm a Level 37 Battle Soul Elder. My soul power is six levels higher than his. Are you saying I can't defeat him either?"
Tang San fell silent, saying no more. He wasn't sure who was stronger, Aotian or Dai Mubai.
He admitted that without using his most powerful hidden weapons, like the Large Crossbow and Dragon Whisker Needles, he couldn't defeat Aotian. Those hidden weapons were his strongest assets at the moment.
Similarly, without these hidden weapons, he had no confidence in defeating Dai Mubai either. Therefore, he felt there was some suspense in this battle between Dai Mubai and Aotian.
"Where will the fight be held later? I'll go watch," Tang San asked.
"There's a small woods not far from the village entrance. The fight will be there," Dai Mubai replied.
"Alright." Tang San stood up and left the cafeteria. He was full.
...
Aotian arrived at the wooden house closest to the village entrance and released Long Ma.
"You'll live here from now on," Aotian said.
"Yes, Master," Long Ma replied, its voice that of a teenage girl.
Aotian felt a little helpless. Every time he heard Long Ma's voice, it felt awkward, because the sound always made him imagine he was riding on a young girl's back.
He had chosen Long Ma, this thousand-mile horse, at a glance, without paying any attention to its gender. Even if he had noticed, he certainly wouldn't have thought much of it, but he never expected Long Ma to sound like a young girl.
Aotian instructed, "You need to keep this place clean. From now on, do your business outside. I won't be cleaning up after you."
"I know, Master."
After giving his instructions, Aotian left.
He wasn't worried about anyone getting ideas about Long Ma. If someone got kicked to death by a horse, it had nothing to do with him.
When he returned to the dormitory, he happened to run into Dai Mubai, who was coming back from his meal.
Dai Mubai let out a laugh. "Aotian, are you ready?"
"Ready when you are," Aotian said.
"Then go call the girls. We'll head to the small woods now."
Aotian nodded, but before he could go call them, Gu Yuena and the other three girls had already heard their voices and walked out.
Tang San heard the commotion and also emerged from his room.
"Oscar," Dai Mubai called out.
Oscar pushed his door open. His face was pale, his expression as pained as if he were constipated.
"Do you want to go eat first?" Dai Mubai asked.
"Blegh—" Oscar dry-heaved, nearly throwing up, and roared, "Don't mention food to me!"
"Uh..." Dai Mubai was a bit embarrassed. "Is everything... taken care of?"
Oscar said irritably, "He won't be pooping again today."
With that, he jumped down from above. Dai Mubai quickly dodged out of the way.
A foul smell of shit wafted through the air.
"So smelly!" Xiao Wu quickly fanned the air with her hand and hid behind Aotian.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong also frowned, taking a few steps back as they looked at Oscar with disgust.
Seeing the look of disdain on Ning Rongrong's face, Oscar hurriedly said, "It wasn't me! It was Ma Hongjun! He can't move, I was just helping him..."
With a thought from Aotian, a gentle breeze rose from thin air and blew towards Oscar.
"Let's go," Aotian said coolly, starting to walk away with the four girls following close behind him.
The sight made Dai Mubai and Oscar both envious and jealous.
Tang San said nothing, following at the very back. Dai Mubai maintained a careful distance from Oscar.
The eight of them left the village and entered the small woods.
In the very center of the forest was a clearing, littered with numerous signs of battle.
Dai Mubai said, "We occasionally come here for sparring."
Tang San frowned. "You fight privately? Doesn't the teacher do anything about it?"
Dai Mubai shook his head. "No. Not only does the teacher not forbid private fights, but he actually encourages fighting and gambling. Fighting builds practical experience and allows a Soul Master to better familiarize themselves with their Martial Soul. Gambling, on the other hand, hones judgment and trains one's mental fortitude. The only rule is not to kill anyone during a fight."
With that, he looked at Aotian and said, "Since you're ready, let's begin."
Aside from Aotian and Dai Mubai, everyone else retreated to the edge of the clearing.
"Go, Aotian!" Xiao Wu's cheeks were slightly flushed, her face alight with excitement as she made a cheering gesture for Aotian.
Then, she grabbed Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's hands and asked, "Who do you hope will win?"
"Of course I hope Aotian wins. I'd never cheer for someone like Dai Mubai," Ning Rongrong said.
Zhu Zhuqing also nodded slightly.
"But, will your Aotian really win?" Ning Rongrong asked.
"Of course he will. Just open your eyes and watch," Xiao Wu said with a grin.
Seeing Xiao Wu so confident even at a time like this, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing grew a little puzzled.
Was Aotian's battle power really that strong? Could he truly overcome a six-level gap to defeat Dai Mubai?
Oscar had originally wanted to cheer for Dai Mubai, but after hearing Ning Rongrong's words, he immediately changed his tune. "I also think Aotian will win," he said.
Worried that Dai Mubai might hear him, he spoke very softly, so only the few people standing at the edge could hear.
Ning Rongrong cast a cool glance at Oscar and said nothing more.
On the battlefield, Aotian and Dai Mubai stood ten meters apart. Both were over 1.8 meters tall; Dai Mubai's build was stockier, while Aotian's was more slender and well-proportioned.
Dai Mubai's gaze flickered to Gu Yuena at the side before returning to Aotian. "Aotian, release your Martial Soul," he said.
Aotian shook his head. "To deal with you, I don't need to use my Martial Soul."
Tang San frowned. Back at Nuoding Academy, every time he challenged Aotian, Aotian would say almost the exact same thing, and he would defeat him without even using his Martial Soul.
Now, facing a Level 37 Soul Elder, Aotian still maintained this posture, as confident as ever.
Could it be that he truly never lost?
Not only Tang San, but Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing were also stunned.
*Arrogant,* Oscar was about to say, but upon seeing Ning Rongrong standing a few meters away, he clamped his mouth shut.
"Boss Dai, my apologies," Oscar thought to himself.
Ning Rongrong tugged on Xiao Wu's sleeve. "Isn't Aotian being a bit too arrogant? If he doesn't even use his Martial Soul, he probably won't be able to block a single one of Dai Mubai's attacks."
Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, she clearly agreed with Ning Rongrong's assessment.
Dai Mubai couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed out loud. "Aotian, you're the most arrogant person I've ever met. You should be glad you met me; I'll teach you a lesson today. Otherwise, you'll probably lose your life because of your arrogance in the future. Since you won't use your Martial Soul, then I'll make you accept your defeat completely. I won't use my Martial Soul either."
(end of chapter)
Dai Mubai paid no mind to Tang San's words, laughing nonchalantly. "A Level 31 Soul Elder, how strong can he be?"
"Without using my hidden weapons, I can't beat him," Tang San said.
"Hidden weapons? Are those the weapons you used when you fought Teacher Zhao yesterday?" Dai Mubai asked.
"Yes."
Dai Mubai chuckled. "Isn't that perfectly normal? He's already Level 31. His soul power is higher than yours, and he has one more soul skill. It's normal that you can't beat him without those strange weapons. But I'm a Level 37 Battle Soul Elder. My soul power is six levels higher than his. Are you saying I can't defeat him either?"
Tang San fell silent, saying no more. He wasn't sure who was stronger, Aotian or Dai Mubai.
He admitted that without using his most powerful hidden weapons, like the Large Crossbow and Dragon Whisker Needles, he couldn't defeat Aotian. Those hidden weapons were his strongest assets at the moment.
Similarly, without these hidden weapons, he had no confidence in defeating Dai Mubai either. Therefore, he felt there was some suspense in this battle between Dai Mubai and Aotian.
"Where will the fight be held later? I'll go watch," Tang San asked.
"There's a small woods not far from the village entrance. The fight will be there," Dai Mubai replied.
"Alright." Tang San stood up and left the cafeteria. He was full.
...
Aotian arrived at the wooden house closest to the village entrance and released Long Ma.
"You'll live here from now on," Aotian said.
"Yes, Master," Long Ma replied, its voice that of a teenage girl.
Aotian felt a little helpless. Every time he heard Long Ma's voice, it felt awkward, because the sound always made him imagine he was riding on a young girl's back.
He had chosen Long Ma, this thousand-mile horse, at a glance, without paying any attention to its gender. Even if he had noticed, he certainly wouldn't have thought much of it, but he never expected Long Ma to sound like a young girl.
Aotian instructed, "You need to keep this place clean. From now on, do your business outside. I won't be cleaning up after you."
"I know, Master."
After giving his instructions, Aotian left.
He wasn't worried about anyone getting ideas about Long Ma. If someone got kicked to death by a horse, it had nothing to do with him.
When he returned to the dormitory, he happened to run into Dai Mubai, who was coming back from his meal.
Dai Mubai let out a laugh. "Aotian, are you ready?"
"Ready when you are," Aotian said.
"Then go call the girls. We'll head to the small woods now."
Aotian nodded, but before he could go call them, Gu Yuena and the other three girls had already heard their voices and walked out.
Tang San heard the commotion and also emerged from his room.
"Oscar," Dai Mubai called out.
Oscar pushed his door open. His face was pale, his expression as pained as if he were constipated.
"Do you want to go eat first?" Dai Mubai asked.
"Blegh—" Oscar dry-heaved, nearly throwing up, and roared, "Don't mention food to me!"
"Uh..." Dai Mubai was a bit embarrassed. "Is everything... taken care of?"
Oscar said irritably, "He won't be pooping again today."
With that, he jumped down from above. Dai Mubai quickly dodged out of the way.
A foul smell of shit wafted through the air.
"So smelly!" Xiao Wu quickly fanned the air with her hand and hid behind Aotian.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong also frowned, taking a few steps back as they looked at Oscar with disgust.
Seeing the look of disdain on Ning Rongrong's face, Oscar hurriedly said, "It wasn't me! It was Ma Hongjun! He can't move, I was just helping him..."
With a thought from Aotian, a gentle breeze rose from thin air and blew towards Oscar.
"Let's go," Aotian said coolly, starting to walk away with the four girls following close behind him.
The sight made Dai Mubai and Oscar both envious and jealous.
Tang San said nothing, following at the very back. Dai Mubai maintained a careful distance from Oscar.
The eight of them left the village and entered the small woods.
In the very center of the forest was a clearing, littered with numerous signs of battle.
Dai Mubai said, "We occasionally come here for sparring."
Tang San frowned. "You fight privately? Doesn't the teacher do anything about it?"
Dai Mubai shook his head. "No. Not only does the teacher not forbid private fights, but he actually encourages fighting and gambling. Fighting builds practical experience and allows a Soul Master to better familiarize themselves with their Martial Soul. Gambling, on the other hand, hones judgment and trains one's mental fortitude. The only rule is not to kill anyone during a fight."
With that, he looked at Aotian and said, "Since you're ready, let's begin."
Aside from Aotian and Dai Mubai, everyone else retreated to the edge of the clearing.
"Go, Aotian!" Xiao Wu's cheeks were slightly flushed, her face alight with excitement as she made a cheering gesture for Aotian.
Then, she grabbed Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's hands and asked, "Who do you hope will win?"
"Of course I hope Aotian wins. I'd never cheer for someone like Dai Mubai," Ning Rongrong said.
Zhu Zhuqing also nodded slightly.
"But, will your Aotian really win?" Ning Rongrong asked.
"Of course he will. Just open your eyes and watch," Xiao Wu said with a grin.
Seeing Xiao Wu so confident even at a time like this, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing grew a little puzzled.
Was Aotian's battle power really that strong? Could he truly overcome a six-level gap to defeat Dai Mubai?
Oscar had originally wanted to cheer for Dai Mubai, but after hearing Ning Rongrong's words, he immediately changed his tune. "I also think Aotian will win," he said.
Worried that Dai Mubai might hear him, he spoke very softly, so only the few people standing at the edge could hear.
Ning Rongrong cast a cool glance at Oscar and said nothing more.
On the battlefield, Aotian and Dai Mubai stood ten meters apart. Both were over 1.8 meters tall; Dai Mubai's build was stockier, while Aotian's was more slender and well-proportioned.
Dai Mubai's gaze flickered to Gu Yuena at the side before returning to Aotian. "Aotian, release your Martial Soul," he said.
Aotian shook his head. "To deal with you, I don't need to use my Martial Soul."
Tang San frowned. Back at Nuoding Academy, every time he challenged Aotian, Aotian would say almost the exact same thing, and he would defeat him without even using his Martial Soul.
Now, facing a Level 37 Soul Elder, Aotian still maintained this posture, as confident as ever.
Could it be that he truly never lost?
Not only Tang San, but Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing were also stunned.
*Arrogant,* Oscar was about to say, but upon seeing Ning Rongrong standing a few meters away, he clamped his mouth shut.
"Boss Dai, my apologies," Oscar thought to himself.
Ning Rongrong tugged on Xiao Wu's sleeve. "Isn't Aotian being a bit too arrogant? If he doesn't even use his Martial Soul, he probably won't be able to block a single one of Dai Mubai's attacks."
Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, she clearly agreed with Ning Rongrong's assessment.
Dai Mubai couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed out loud. "Aotian, you're the most arrogant person I've ever met. You should be glad you met me; I'll teach you a lesson today. Otherwise, you'll probably lose your life because of your arrogance in the future. Since you won't use your Martial Soul, then I'll make you accept your defeat completely. I won't use my Martial Soul either."
(end of chapter)
